Massachusetts-based photographer Stephen Tourlentes‘ series Of Length and Measures is a collection of photographs of U.S. prisons shot at night. After stumbling upon a newly built prison on the outskirts of his hometown in Illinois, Tourlentes became intrigued with these spaces. “The night sky was punctuated with a brilliant glow that changed my perception of the horizon. This transformation of the landscape revealed an unseen human cargo held in time and place,” he recalls.
This is how I feel when I take off my skinny jeans.
this is how it feels when i take off my bra
This is how i feel when my human form is ripped to shreds only to reveal my true form of a cecaelian sea witch
This makes me wonder: what will happen when all of reality is artificial? We clearly have the power; all it takes is the push of a button to release certain chemicals to simulate whatever the fuck we want. But what does that make the human experience?
The answer is nothing. When introduced to this much artificiality, there is simply no point. The human spirit atrophies, and inevitably dies.
I will always be opposed to this on a matter of principle. The best of part sex isn’t a fucking orgasm, it’s the feeling of intimacy with someone you love (yeah, that’s a naive definition but that’s what it means to me).
The moral of this rant is: humanity and the human experience is greater than the sum of it’s physical parts.